Standing to the side like a pillar, Yang Xiao was unimpressed; he knew the answer too, he just couldn't react in time.
Instinctively, he didn't want to spend money. The taxi just now was outrageously expensive, and watching the meter go up made Yang Xiao's heart ache.
After hearing the 3000 yen price, Takagi Reina coldly laughed to herself. She wasn't some clueless tourist from out of town; a palm-sized bamboo basket usually cost around 800 yen, and at most 1000 to 1500 if it's a bit expensive. This old geezer quoting 3000 yen clearly took her for a fool like Chu Xi who could hardly speak coherently.
If it were reality, she wouldn't buy it, but in the Nightmare World, it wasn't her money, so she decisively bought one and asked the old lady if she knew of a family with the surname He Jian in the neighborhood.
But strangely, after asking twice, the old lady just stared at her as if she had frozen and didn't respond.
